This is a poem that I just wrote because why would inspiration strike at any time of day besides the middle of the night? This is probably the most rhythmic poem that I have written in a while.
Category: Poetry
Who Am I but to be Loved?
This is an older poem written just shy of two years ago, about the lingering question in the back of the mind of so many: who am I to be deserving of love?
Feather Friends
This is a poem about my disdain for the term "ex" when referring to a former loved one.
Interlude IV
This is the fifth poem in a series I did of five poems that tell a very ambiguous, surreal story of the passing of time, written entirely to a specific piece of instrumental music.
Cavernous Deep
This is the fourth poem in a series I did of five poems that tell a very ambiguous, surreal story of the passing of time, written entirely to a specific piece of instrumental music.
Interlude III
This is the third poem in a series I did of five poems that tell a very ambiguous, surreal story of the passing of time, written entirely to a specific piece of instrumental music.
Interlude II
This is the second poem in a series I did of five poems that tell a very ambiguous, surreal story of the passing of time, written entirely to a specific piece of instrumental music.
Interlude
This is the first poem in a series I did of five poems that tell a very ambiguous, surreal story of the passing of time, written entirely to a specific piece of instrumental music.
The Last Alliance
This is a poem that I wrote a few months ago comprised mainly of Lord of the Rings references:
Beyond Yon Bowergrove
This is a poem that was featured in my last novel, Arisen From Bygones, as a traditional song of the fictional town of Troika of someone reflecting upon the loss of a loved one by the Bowergrove Cemetery.
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